A few weeks ago we were at Sally’s Beauty Supply, a place where I am driven to distraction because of all the JUNK they have in there. Trying to keep two well-meaning but curious children away from all the bright, cheap and over-priced items exhausts this woman.
So we’re in there, I make it down the aisle to just what I need, grab it, walk quickly back to the register, attempting to check out before my kids ask me any more questions about “Why is hair hanging in that bag?” To which my most erudite answer is, “Only Paris Hilton knows.”
As I’m digging in my purse for my wallet I hear Little Missy ask “Is that a Jayhawk?” I don’t look because G answers “Yes.” Also, I’m sure they have a Jayhawk in that store. Probably a temporary tattoo or Jayhawk lipgloss or some other tacky nonsense. But Little Missy is persistent. “Is. That. A. Jayhawk?”
I turn to see her pointing at a lady, a lady who is indeed wearing a Jayhawk hoodie, a lady who is smiling and waving at the little girl pointing at her, and answer Little Missy “Yes, pumpkin, that is a Jayhawk.”
She looks at me and says loudly while shaking her head, “Oh. We don’t like Jayhawks.”
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Oh my goodness…that is hilarious!! When Gabe was little we were in a grocery store and he started saying, “Why would that lady put a dirty bird on her shirt?” Of course we know how quietly Gabe talks….I could have just died!!! Our Husbands have successfully brainwashed our children;)
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Well, you know that I don’t particularly like this story since I am a KU alum, but it is still cute that she said that. I hope that we will have Ellasyn trained the same way….to not like Wildcats!
I miss you friend and hope to see you soon!
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